Life, motherhood, existential crisis. Oh, and moving from Hollywood to the farm. That too.
From the monthly archives:
WELL, IT’S TAKEN a toll on my so-called free time, and my frequency of blogging (not that that was so great to begin with.) But in every other way, the last 29 days of writing the first more or less complete piece fiction I’ve managed in, oh, more than 30 years, has been a great [...]
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Today was day 6 of the Year of Me Driving. (To catch everyone up: the H, because he had a seizure, may not be able to drive for a year. Deep breath in. Exhale.) All the moms who have kids in school instantly understand the horror of this, if they live outside of Manhattan, or [...]
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Dacos, I am pleased to report, is healing. The rest of us, not so much; we’re moving through doors we hadn’t expected to encounter. The H was in L.A. for work last week, and without getting into too much gorey detail, had a seizure, something that has never happened before. He was driving at the [...]
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